posted on Jan, 6 2023 @ 05:28 PM
Hi ATS, I've posted this in medical conspiracies because that's exactly how it feels to me now...
NY's eve 2019 I had been an alcoholic for 4 years, roughly 1litre of vodka every day. The national health service support team had consistently told
me cold turkey didn't work, the only way was "their" way, and all they offered me was a life of permanent 'recovery' on their drugs, but never
ever cured.
I didn't believe that, so ignored them and stopped suddenly regardless. Well on the 3rd January 2020, hallucinations started and quite scared I got
myself to the emergency unit, explained what I was doing, and gave my name, being very careful to spell it correctly because I am the only person in
the UK with my name (former govt worker so I knew it as fact) once the receptionist tapped my exact name into their computer, I felt an overwhelming
feeling of relief that I was safe...and my heart suddenly stopped!
X amps of electricity started my heart quickly and I woke up from an enforced coma in February, with my speaking voice absolutely destroyed from the
tracheostomy...and still psychologically just as addicted to alcohol as I ever was, because I didn't go through the horrors of withdrawal.
As Michael Caine said "You were only supposed to blow the bloody doors off" I was thinking You were only supposed to start my heart again, not
physically damage me!😱
Well it got worse then lol, they had me drugged up on a ward of addicts, all broken souls convinced that there was no cure for them, then the TV news
was all about some scary killer virus killing everybody it touches.
The staff were very scared, so a day before the first lockdown I discharged myself against all advice and went home to immediately get back on a litre
of vodka a day, riding out all the whole covid thing in my own home until September when I chose a day, and did it again, but this time I wasn't
going near the butcher's in my local hospital, I was waking up cured or dead, didn't care which was the result.
Third day in hallucinating badly, I remembered my heart stopping first time, and it was when I felt 'safe' in NHS care, I'd stopped believing in
myself - I damn well wasn't doing that again, laughed like a crazy person shouting at my heart "there's # all wrong with you, ya weak prick, if you
stop this time we're actually #in dead so, subconscious me, think very carefully before shutting down coz we're both #ed!"
Horrific hallucinations, I even offered the devil himself out lol, stood in my kitchen laughing at me "# off your just in my mind, if you are #in
real do something, fight me ya #!" Well he disappeared (thank #!) And I collapsed on the floor sobbing with joy that I'd pulled it off!
Few days later I was convinced that reality was back, and the biggest change was that I was absolutely cured of that addiction. I looked at booze with
the same fear I look at heroin, not a cell in my body wanted it ever again.
Since then I've formed my first Ltd company (LLC in US I think) I'm the only emploee on minimum wage lol, but importantly I now pay full Income tax
and national insurance as a good little worker bee!
Everything has been fixed, it's over two years now and I keep booze in my refrigerator for guests, I ain't touching that hard drug again lol, only
thing I can't fix is my previously strong public speaking voice which the hospital butcher's destroyed by putting me in a coma.
So why have I posted this thread now?
Well, this week I visited my local doctor as I had a massive painful swollen testicle, she said, where have you been, you've been off our radar since
you discharged yourself from hospital.
I explained my story as above, she said she didn't know cold turkey actually worked, I said "Well your butcher's don't EVER help people do it, all
I wanted was a safe place to hallucinate, and start my heart if it stopped, the second the hallucinations stopped I was cured, but instead you turn
addicts into lifelong NHS drug dependency"
She said well you are lucky then, I said "No, I just didn't stop believing in myself, and I will NEVER ever blindly trust 'experts' again...except
for now with a badly swollen testicle that I can't fix myself!"She pissed laughing, ultrasound scan, strong antibiotics, and I'm recovering now
again lol.
So ATS, has anyone else done this?
I'm #in sick of hearing"oh I'm in lifelong recovery" I'm like no, your still psychologically addicted, and ONLY because you didn't go through
the horrors of withdrawals.
I'm absolutely convinced that it is a conspiracy by medical drug pushers now, I go to pubs and bars all the time now, drunk people are still a good
laugh, just my orange juice costs # all, I don't make any bad drunken decisions anymore!
...or maybe I'm a freak of nature, what says you?
I'm interested in any and ALL opinions on this almost taboo subject😁